Toxic Attraction Ch. 05

An adult stories – Toxic Attraction Ch. 05 by DonSilver,DonSilver Taking time to just sit and relax was something that Sarah tried to schedule for herself as often as possible. Having completed all the chores and errands the previous day, Sarah now had the luxury to enjoy a quiet afternoon by herself and read the latest thriller novel that had been assigned in her book club.

Her parents had picked up her daughters for the afternoon, giving Sarah a rare, child-free home for once.

I wish Dan was here.

It had been a few weeks since she had last spent the night with Dan in Chicago. They talked almost everyday, but things still weren’t the same without him around. He was also distracted with work, and she could tell his mind was always elsewhere during their conversations.

She had her own career to focus on as well, along with the added pressures of running their household and ensuring each dollar spent didn’t further deplete their stagnant savings account. The only times she really felt truly connected to her husband was when she had him alone, either at the house or in his apartment.

Those were the only times she was able to truly take her foot off the gas and let go of some of the tight control she kept on her life.

Then again, things can sometimes get a little out of control…

Her mind drifted back to her last night in Chicago as she relived not only the passionate love making from Dan, but also the combustible new element in their sex life: Lester.

She truly did not find herself attracted to her husband’s roommate at all. Nevertheless, his mere presence seemed to add fuel to the fire of Dan’s fantasies.

Dan had always held some dark fantasies about her involvement with another man, but until recently they had been just that: fantasies. Sure, she had also enjoyed teasing her husband and playing along. Part of her even reveled in the thought of being truly wild and fulfilling her husband’s deepest desire.

She still couldn’t believe that she had actually touched another man’s cock and had even been alone with him in his bedroom.

Sarah sighed and closed her book. She hadn’t comprehended a single word she had read for the last ten minutes. Her mind was constantly drifting back to Dan and his roommate.

What would happen the next time she went to Chicago, and how far were she or Dan willing to take things? The thought of teasing Dan and surprising him by bringing more of his fantasy to life turned her on.

Maybe it wasn’t just his fantasy anymore. She absolutely loved the look that appeared on his face when she acted so out of character. Maybe next time she visited she’d see how far Dan was willing to push things.

And then there was Lester. Weird, lewd Lester. He clearly was not the same person they had originally met when touring the apartment. It was also obvious what his intentions were.

Sarah would have never given him a second glance if not for Dan’s fantasy, but she had to admit that she found the idea of lowering herself to touch someone below her gave her a certain thrill that she didn’t quite understand.

Sarah shook her head to try and clear away the distracting thoughts as she reached for her book again.

The familiar chime of her cell phone rang, and she grabbed it instead. A smile spread across her lips as she saw that it was Dan.

She sank back into the couch with a smile and answered the phone.

“Hello there, dear,” Sarah beamed. “I was just thinking about you.”

“Oh yeah? Hopefully, they were some R-rated thoughts.” Dan replied with a smirk.

“I’ll never tell.” Sarah extended her legs out onto the couch in a long stretch. “How much do you miss me?”

“Baby, I miss you every second of the day. I can’t wait until I see you again.” Dan wasn’t just saying that; she could feel the longing and loneliness in his voice.

I’ll have to go and see him soon.

Sarah’s smile slowly faded from her face as she was reminded of their situation.

“I miss you too, baby. Do you think you’ll be able to come home soon?”

She heard Dan sigh on the other side of the phone.

“No, probably not. Walt’s worried about our new client. They are super demanding and keep changing their minds on things. He even mentioned I might have to fly out there and get them to sign a new agreement.”

Sarah frowned. The idea of her husband going even farther away upset her. It felt odd for him to be going on a plane without her and the girls, almost like he was going on vacation without them. It wasn’t logical, so she pushed the thoughts aside.

“Well, you can worry about work tomorrow,” she said firmly, trying to change the subject to something lighter. “Today’s still Sunday, though. What are you up to at the moment?”

“Ha. Well, you actually wouldn’t believe what I’m doing right now,” Dan said. “It’s really out of the blue.”

“What is it? Now I’m curious.” She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. Maybe he was looking at the pictures she had left for him when he first moved into the apartment.

Dan cleared his throat. “Our mutual friend asked me to take him to a doctor’s appointment today.”

“Lester?” Sarah whispered.

“Yep.” Dan sounded like he was on the verge of revealing a big secret. “Guess what kind of appointment?”

“What kind?” Sarah asked.

“Vasectomy.” Dan replied.

“What?! No, really?” Sarah gasped.

Why the heck would Lester need to get a vasectomy. It just seemed so random.

“Yeah, for real,” he assured her. “I’m sitting here in the parking lot waiting for him to come out.”

“So he just got up this morning and said “Hey, Dan, I know we don’t really talk, but can you take me to get a vasectomy?”” Sarah wondered out loud.

“Not in so many words.” Dan said. “He asked if I could drive him to an appointment. He was all weird about it and didn’t tell me what it was for. When we got here he went inside and said he’d be out in an hour. I googled the place and that’s what they do: vasectomies.”

“That’s so weird.” Sarah said as she pondered the story. “So random, too.”

“I know, that’s why I had to call you. I needed to tell someone and you are the only other person who knows Lester…” Dan trailed off.

Sarah caught a hint of words left unsaid in his voice. It was obvious what had suddenly popped into his mind.

She had been increasingly frustrated by their separation, and her longing to be with her husband was becoming overwhelming. Smiling to herself, she decided it was time to be a bit playful.

“Oh, am I now?” she teased in an innocent voice. “You know, I guess I do know Lester pretty well…”

She paused, waiting to see if Dan would respond. He didn’t. She did, however, begin to hear him breathing heavier now.

Even though Dan wasn’t with her in person, she couldn’t help but run her hand along the neckline of her sweatshirt.

“I guess you could even say that Lester knows me pretty well, too. I mean, he has seen me naked after all,” she said in a husky voice.

“Do you remember that, Dan? The last time I was there with you? When Lester snapped off my bra and your wife was naked and kneeling before him?”

“Yes,” came the barely audible reply from Dan. He was probably overwhelmed.

“Did it disappoint you?” Sarah asked innocently.

“Did what disappoint me?” Dan asked back breathlessly.

“When I was kneeling there in front of your roommate, did it disappoint you that I stroked his cock until he came on me?” she purred.

Seconds felt like hours. Dan didn’t respond at first. After a shuddering breath, he finally began to try and reassure her.

“No, no, not at all. It was hot. Too hot, it–”

Sarah leaned forward with a wicked look on her face, interrupting him.

“No, Dan, I meant did it disappoint you that I stopped where I did? That I just stroked him until he came? Are you disappointed I didn’t put his cock in my mouth?”

She sat there with a playful grin on her face, knowing the inner turmoil that she was causing to her husband.

She heard him groan through the receiver. “You are so bad. You’re too much sometimes.”

“Mhmmmm, I bet Lester would disagree,” she responded mercilessly.

“Ok, Ok, that’s too much. Jesus christ, Sarah, you know just how to fucking turn me on, but I’m going to get caught sitting here in the parking lot with a hard on like some pervert.” Dan laughed, warming Sarah’s heart as she had forgotten how long it had been since she heard that.

“Well, maybe we can pick this conversation up again next time I’m in Chicago,” she said seriously, all playfulness and teasing gone from her voice.

After a brief pause, Dan finally responded to her bold statement.

“Is that…Is that really something you would consider, though? Something you would actually do?” he asked, matching her seriousness.

That wasn’t just banter anymore. It was a real, honest question.

Without hesitation, Sarah answered her husband.

“Dan, I would do anything for you.”

—-

Greasy streaks were left on the screen as Lester thumbed his phone.

He was reading through the latest raid reports from the previous night on Discord. Ned had provided a long wall of text analyzing what the group could have done better.After a brief scan, he switched to his private server where he had cultivated a small following of like-minded individuals. A few clients had asked for rare photos or videos, which he was happy to oblige for the right price.

He frowned at a couple of requests, though. Someone was requesting videos that Lester had recently boasted about, but those were from his private collection which he didn’t care to share.

As he began typing a response, a shadow fell over him.

He looked up to see the curvaceous receptionist standing a few feet away looking at him questioningly.

“Can I help you?” she asked with a small, polite smile.

Lester slowly looked her up and down, taking in her ample curves.

“No, I’m just waiting for a friend,” he said dismissively.

Confused and a little disturbed by his lingering gaze, the receptionist turned and walked back towards her desk. Lester’s eyes watched her ass as she went.

She’d be great on camera…

As she disappeared behind the desk, Lester finally pulled his eyes away from her and looked out the large, bay windows down toward the parking lot where Dan sat in the car, pointlessly waiting for him.

He sneered as he imagined the asshole thinking himself clever for “discovering” what Lester was having done at the office.

All part of the plan.

——-

“Oh, I see you got the good stuff!” Sarah exclaimed as Dan brought her favorite bottle of red wine to the couch.

It had been a few weeks since Dan had sat in the parking lot waiting for Lester. Still, he couldn’t get the conversation he’d had with Sarah out of his head. The idea of her doing more with Lester seemed to be creeping into his thoughts with startling frequency.

He blamed a lot of it on the physical distance between him and his wife and how horny he was becoming without Sarah around to satisfy his needs. Sure, he would take care of himself, but nothing replaced Sarah’s touch or seeing her turn into the sexy vixen she did during their lovemaking.

And now he finally had her back in the apartment. Even though he was calmly pouring his wife a glass of wine, his heart was thumping with anticipation.

“Thanks, honey.” Sarah took the wine from her husband and brought it to her lips. Dan sat back next to her and took a sip of his beer.

“So, what do you have planned for me this weekend?” Sarah asked. “Should we get out and see the town, or spend some quality time here?”

“Why not do a bit of both?” Dan suggested. “I’m sure we can find somewhere in the city to eat, but then again, I’m sure we can find plenty to do around here.”

“Oh?” Sarah feigned innocence. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

“Well, for starters, you have thirty minutes max to enjoy that wine before I take you to the bedroom and rip off your clothes.”

Sarah almost choked on her drink but recovered quickly. “I like the sound of that, but you’re not even going to serve me dinner first? You used to be a gentleman. Chicago has obviously changed you, mister.”

Dan leaned in playfully. “I just know what I want, and I’ve been wanting you for weeks. And we should take advantage of the time we have now, because you-know-who isn’t here.”

“He isn’t?” Sarah leaned in, making sure Dan would have a great view of her cleavage. “Well, that is reason enough to celebrate. I’ve been craving you, too…”

Her fingers began to crawl up Dan’s thighs. “But won’t you be disappointed that your roommate won’t watch us? Shouldn’t we wait for him?”

Dan could feel his cock growing in his pants. Sarah’s delicate fingers were just inches away from discovering it. He wanted to take her right there on the couch, but he also wanted to draw this out and hear her tease him with his fantasy.

“I don’t know. If he isn’t here, it’s his loss,” he said before giving her a small, wicked smile. “Besides, if he were in my shoes, do you think he’d wait?”

Sarah leaned back and took another long sip of her wine. “If he was here and I was like this with him, he probably would have cum already.”

“Jesus,” Dan said breathlessly. “Don’t even tease me like that.”

“What?” Sarah asked seductively. “You don’t think I could make it happen that fast? Make someone…make Lester cum so quickly?” She licked her lips while staring into Dan’s eyes.

Dan gulped as Sarah closed the distance between them. Her hand found his erection and she whispered in his ear, “You don’t think that I could make that cock cum with my mouth?”

She pulled back and stared into his eyes. “I guess I’ll just have to prove it to you.”

Sarah abruptly sat back, removing her hand from Dan’s crotch. She grabbed her wine and, stifling a smile, took another drink.

Dan looked at her, flabbergasted. How, after all this time, did she still manage to surprise him and turn him on as much as she did? He put his beer down on the table and stood up.

“Fuck that, let’s go to the bedroom now,” he said in a tone that brooked no arguement.

Sarah blushed at his enthusiasm and got ready to follow her husband.

They both froze when they heard the sound of keys engaging the front door’s lock.

The incandescent glow from the hallway lights flooded into the living room, casting a stocky silhouette onto Sarah and Dan.

Lester’s short frame entered the apartment. He was clearly wearing new clothes to look nicer, but they didn’t fit properly. The pants and shirt looked to be a size too big, and they hung awkwardly onto his chunky body.

It was what followed Lester into the apartment, however, that made Sarah and Dan’s jaws drop.

A beautiful, young woman a few years younger than Sarah trailed behind Lester. She had shoulder-length red hair and walked with the confidence and poise of someone a few years older. Her lithe form was wrapped in a tight red dress that looked like it was painted on.

Dan blamed his heightened state of arousal for the fact that he immediately noticed the young woman’s impressive bust size. He quickly composed himself before Sarah had to pick his jaw up off the floor after she had picked up her own.

“Hi, I’m Lizzie,” the red headed beauty greeted them with a warm smile.

Dan was still too shell-shocked to comprehend what was happening. Sarah glanced at Dan out of the corner of her eye before turning back to their new guest. “Hi, Lizzie. I’m Sarah and this is my husband, Dan.”

Lester locked the front door and gently grabbed Lizzie by her elbow, leading her towards the hallway. “Well, it was nice to meet you,” she said as she was pulled along behind him.

With that, the odd couple disappeared down the hallway, closing Lester’s door behind them.

Dan looked down the hallway and then back to his wife. “What the hell was that?”

——-

Lester plodded into his room and stood there, surveying the scene before he heard the door click closed behind him. The idea of letting Lizzie walk in first hadn’t occurred to him. He was too focused on tonight’s outcome and moving on to the next phase of his plan.

He had purposely been limiting his interactions with the couple in order to frame himself in a singular light. Now, he wouldn’t be seen as a passive loser confined to his video games. They would come to see him only in a sexual context, subliminally framing him in that light.

His ultimate outcome was for Sarah’s panties to grow wet at the mere mention of his name.

Tonight was a crucial piece of the puzzle. Everything had to go according to plan. Lizzie had to play her part to perfection.

Lizzie…

Lester turned on his heel to appraise his former roommate. She had managed to escape his grasp, or so she thought. Yet here she was, back in this room that held so many memories for them both.

He quickly fell back into his old dynamic with her. He stared at her, making her uncomfortable until she was the first one to speak, surrendering her power to him. He scanned her up and down, nodding his head.

Despite it being a few years since they’d seen each other, or at least since she’d seen him, Lizzie hadn’t changed much. Her fiery red hair framed her confident and poised face. He was especially happy she had worn the red dress as requested as he knew how it looked on her. How it amplified her impressive bust and hugged at her hips.

No doubt both Dan and Sarah would have noticed all of this and would have many questions running through their minds.

All will be revealed shortly, or at least what I want you to believe.

Lizzie shifted her weight uncomfortably, a chink showing in her otherwise seamless armour. She clearly didn’t like being back here.

“This room actually doesn’t look as bad as it did before,” she said stiffly before waiting for Lester to reply.

I guess I should at least be civil to help keep her in line.

Lester sighed and looked around exaggeratedly. “I’ve upgraded a few things.”

“It’s clean,” Lizzie observed as she took one tentative step into the room while still keeping her distance from him.

“It is,” he stared at her flatly. “I have a maid service now.”

Lizzie crossed her arms, finally sensing an opening. “Really?”

“Yes. Really,” Lester said in a monotone voice as he met her gaze.

He saw the fire behind her eyes that matched the color of her hair, the anger that wanted to lash out at him. After so long, she would no doubt have thought she had moved past the things that haunted her, only to discover that she hadn’t.

His lair had that effect.

“So, what exactly caused you to decide to get a maid service? It was never a problem before when –” Lizzie had started to raise her voice before Lester cut her off.

“Let’s focus on why you are here.” He opened a cupboard in his desk and extracted a hard drive with the label ‘Lizzie.’ The sight of it quelled Lizzie’s growing rebellion.

Lester had planted the hard drive there earlier. There was no point in giving Lizzie any advantageous information. He didn’t want her to know where he really kept the hard drive or where the key to the drawer was, much less how many others he had stored away.

“You know what’s on here,” Lester stated flatly. He let his words hang in the air.

When it was clear he was waiting for a response, Lizzie replied meekly, “Yes.”

“Tell me,” Lester said.

The fire rose up in the redhead’s voice once again.

“I’m not here to play this game with you, Lester! Let’s just get this over with,” she demanded.

Lester took a step towards her. It made her uncomfortable, but she didn’t move. She didn’t waver in front of his forwardness.

Careful Lizzie, I may just have to break you again.

“Tell me,” Lester whispered. Sometimes women were more forthcoming when they felt like they were telling a secret.

Lizzie averted her eyes and stared at the new king bed. “Me.”

A smile spread across Lester’s face. “And?”

Lizzie shifted her gaze back to him, clearly doing her best to hold back her rage. “You.”

Lester triumphantly took a step back, turned and placed the hard drive onto his desk. He prodded it with one finger. “How’s Isaac?”

“What?” Lizzie asked, astonished.

“How’s Isaac –”

This time Lizzie cut him off. “Don’t! Don’t talk about him, okay?”

“Fine,” Lester conceded. “But where does he think you are tonight? I can’t imagine you told him the truth.”

He turned back to look at her. She still had her arms crossed and was staring daggers at him.

“Don’t worry about it,” she replied. “Let’s just get done what we have to do so I can take that hard drive back.”

Lester smirked. She had clearly learned not to divulge too much information to him. She had learned that lesson the hard way, after all.

He walked over to the small mini fridge under his desk and opened it. “Want a soda?”

Lizzie eyes him suspiciously. “I’m not an idiot. I won’t drink anything you hand me.”

Sounds from the other side of the wall distracted Lester. He heard hushed voices and the unmistakable sound of the door shutting. Dan and Sarah were retiring for the night. It had been several weeks since they had seen each other. No doubt they would be having sex soon.

He quickly crossed back over to Lizzie. His speed caught her by surprise and she backed up against the wall. Lester continued moving forward until his gut was pressing against her taut stomach.

Her nervousness was apparent by her increased breathing. Her calm and cool exterior was crumbling at his proximity.

“Tell me.” He raised a hand and clutched a lock of her hair. “What the plan is for tonight.”

She took a second to compose herself before slapping away his hand.

“The plan,” she said in a harsh whisper, “is for you to stay the hell away from me while I work.”

Lester smirked and backed away from her, raising his hands in surrender.

Muffled sounds of sheets moving and weight shifting came from beyond the wall. It looked like the night was proceeding right on schedule.

He gestured to the bed. Lizzie raised an eyebrow at him and didn’t move. He smiled and moved to his closet. There, he retrieved a foam fold out mattress that he laid out on the floor. He took a blanket out of the closet and one of the bed’s pillows and set them up on the small mattress.

He gestured again to the bed as he struggled to get down onto the floor.

The sounds of quiet moans began emanating through the wall from Dan and Sarah.

Lizzie gave him one final glare before crossing to the bed and lying down on it. Then, she started her performance.

——-

Sarah was finally back where she belonged: in Dan’s warm embrace.

After the odd couple of Lester and Lizzie left the common space, Dan was eager to pick back up where things had left off. They didn’t want to chance being interrupted on the couch; the night had been weird enough as it was. Instead, they snuck back to the bedroom to quietly make love like teenagers under their parents’ roof.

Her legs were wrapped around Dan’s waist as he slowly thrust into her. He gently pinned her wrists to the bed and kissed the inside of her neck. His tongue was driving her crazy. A quiet moan escaped her lips.

Dan drew back and looked at her. They had said they’d be quiet, but she couldn’t help it. He gave her three quick thrusts, eliciting another small moan that escaped her lips.

He wouldn’t deny that he had done that on purpose to get a response out of her.

She tightened her grip with her thighs, trying to pull more of her husband into her. God, he felt good. Now he was picking up his pace, seeing how far he could push her, and how long she could stay quiet.

“Oh, Dan,” she moaned, a little louder than a whisper. He smiled at his ability to have this effect on her, even if he was playing with fire by making her moan loudly when they weren’t really alone.

“Fuck me,” she whispered in a sultry voice.

As Dan was about to respond, they both grew still at a new sound. Moaning was coming from the other side of the wall.

They both shared a look with one another. In all the time Dan had lived in a shared space with Lester, he had never once seen him bring anyone else into the apartment. They didn’t understand who Lizzie was or what she was doing here.

Initially, Sarah suspected she might be a prostitute when they had both walked in the door earlier, but she didn’t really have that look about her. Besides, if Lester was desperate for some kind of satisfaction, he would have known Sarah was coming to town this weekend. Wouldn’t he have tried to press his luck again like last time?

“Oooooh.” They heard a female voice moan through the wall. “Ahhhh, fuuck!”

Accompanying the moans was the rhythmic sound of something hitting one of the walls over and over again. It didn’t take long for Sarah to realize it must have been the bed’s headboard. This was what listening to Lester having sex sounded like.

Dan stirred and began to thrust into her again. Something had changed, though. Instead of the quiet fucking from a few minutes ago, he was now pushing into her with a determined look on his face, almost like he was rising to meet some kind of challenge.

“Oh,” A soft moan escaped Sarah’s lips. “Mmmm, fuck!”

Dan’s renewed speed quickly brought her close to the brink of her first orgasm. “God, Dan, don’t stop!”

He didn’t.

Like a man possessed, he continued to pound into her. He let go of her wrists to give himself more leverage on the bed. Her hands found his back and she pulled him into her.

“OOOOOHHHH!” A scream reverberated through the wall. “LESTER!”

The unmistakable sound of someone cumming reached their ears. Lester had actually managed to get Lizzie off before Dan had gotten her off. Who knows what they had been doing beforehand, though.

Dan continued to thrust into her. His thrusts now seemed off tempo against the continued rhythmic banging coming from the other side of the wall.

“Oh fuck, don’t stop, Lester. Don’t stop!” Sarah could hear Lizzie’s desperate pleading loud and clear. Her mind was subconsciously painting a picture of what that scene must look like. What position was Lizzie in to get that kind of reaction?

Sarah could feel herself about to cum. “God, Dan! Oh, fuck!”

She came hard and gripped his cock with everything she had. Dan somehow pushed through it and continued to thrust into her. Sarah could feel that stimulation inside of her. She was quickly building towards another orgasm.

“Oh, fuck me!” she heard through the walls. “Fuck me!”

And then Dan came. His cum shot into her over and over as she felt him pulse inside her. Sarah lay there and held onto him. She pushed her hips up, desperate for more of him, desperate to cum again. Dan didn’t move, though as she tried to fuck him back.

She only now realized he was panting. He collapsed down onto her, slowly withdrawing himself from her and rolling over onto his side.

Sarah looked into Dan’s eyes and gave him a smile, content at what she had received tonight, but wishing for just a bit more. Dan’s hand found her cheek. “I love you, Sarah.”

“I love you too, Dan.”

Their tender embrace was broken by the continued sounds coming from the other room.

“Ahh! Oooh,” they heard a feminine voice moan, accompanied by the sounds of thuds, this time even harder against their shared wall. “FUUUCK!”

Sarah and Dan just looked at each other, unsure how to react to what was happening in the next room. After several more minutes of listening to a woman in the throes of pleasure, they heard one final loud, long moan and then silence.

They both drifted off to sleep shortly after the noise had ceased and silence had returned to the apartment.

—-

Lizzie sat up on the bed with her arms crossed, looking defiantly at Lester. He had moved to his computer chair during her “performance” and had been silently providing her instructions like some kind of conductor.

Even though she had only faked that performance, she was still breathing hard afterwards. She hated the fact that she was now helping Lester manipulate someone else, but she had to look out for her own interests.

She also didn’t like the way Lester was looking at her right now, as she could tell her face was flushed.

“Time for bed,” she whispered tersely to him. She grabbed the blanket and lay down, turning away from him. After a few seconds of him probably trying to ogle her ass, she heard his weight shift from the chair and settle across the room on the makeshift bed.

As she held her eyes closed, she couldn’t help but think of the performance she had just given and the sounds she’d made. Hearing herself moan his name again had given her chills. She had thought she could come here and do this without it affecting her, but being back in this room and saying those things was stirring up things inside of her that she had thought were long dead and buried.

Lizzie didn’t like what was being dredged back up to the surface. She needed to get out of here. She needed to get back to Issac.

The only problem was that she had agreed to stay until morning. That was the condition for Lester to give her the hard drive.

The hard drive!

She peeked her head up to look at Lester’s desk where he had left it.

Gone.

Damn! I’ll have to stay here all night.

—–

Lester lay silently staring at the ceiling of his room. It was a different perspective than he was used to. His body should be ready to sleep, but his mind was alert, not willing to miss this opportunity.

Based on Lizzie’s breathing, she had fallen asleep a couple hours ago. He reached for his phone to check the time. 3:00am.

Perfect.

Lester slowly and quietly threw off his blanket and rolled off the mattress, careful not to crush his throbbing erection. It was time for relief.

Sarah hadn’t gone to the bathroom after fucking Dan. Based on their past encounters that he had studied, she either cleaned up right away or drifted off to sleep. When she did fall asleep first, she would usually wake up a few hours later in the middle of the night.

She hadn’t stirred yet, so Lester speculated that it was only a matter of time. He wished he could check his computer to see what was going on next door. He’d have to review the footage in the morning. Turning on the screen might wake up Lizzie, and he didn’t want her to know more than she had to.

He crept to the bedroom door, being careful to avoid the creaking floorboards. He opened his door slowly, its well greased hinges opening without a sound. He peeked his head out.

Just as he thought, no sign of Sarah yet. He was tempted to try their bedroom door, but he assumed it would be locked.

Time for him to enact the next part of his plan, that he hadn’t divulged to Lizzie. The one where he got two birds with one stone.

He turned back to his room, leaving the door open. Moonlight from the window illuminated Lizzie’s form beneath the blanket. Part of her white shoulder was exposed to his eyes.

Lester licked his lips and began to cross the room, carefully listening for sounds of Sarah stirring. He pulled one side of his shirt up and then awkwardly grabbed it with the other hand, pulling it off and over his thick frame. He tossed it aside onto the floor without a care.

He stepped up to the foot of the bed. Keeping his gaze on Lizzie, he lowered his pants. His legs were pale and matted with hair, blood was rushing into his erect cock as he bent over.

Now he was naked in the moonlight, staring down at a beauty practically begging to be uncovered. This was a familiar feeling for him.

Lester’s eyes flicked up to check Lizzie’s face. Still asleep. She had wisely not accepted his drink, but Lester did enjoy his challenges. From his notes, he knew she was somewhat of a heavy sleeper.

He slowly pulled back the blanket. Lizzie’s red dress had ridden up her thighs, and she was sleeping on her side, giving him a great view of her legs.

Lester leaned over her, careful not to disturb her with his gut. His hand found the zipper to her dress, and he carefully slid it down to the bottom. Trying to take her dress off now would be a rookie mistake. That would come later. For now, he was preparing the scene, the way a great artist would lay out their brushes and paints first before even touching the canvas.

The king bed really was a great investment as he now had plenty of room to work with. Lester stealthily set himself down onto the bed and smiled. No creaking. The reinforced bed frame had been another great investment.

Lester’s hands didn’t caress Lizzie’s legs as he longed to, but instead they reached up for the hem of her dress and gently hiked it up until her panty covered sex was exposed.

He expertly hooked his thumbs around the sides of Lizzie’s red panties and began to gently tug them down her legs. Once they were off, Lester bunched them up and tucked them between the mattress and the frame of the bed, adding another trophy to his collection.

He gently rolled her hips so she was lying on her back before he slithered up the bed until his head was between her legs. He inhaled slowly through his nose, taking in the familiar and intoxicating scent of her pussy and smiled.

It’s been too long.

Hooking one arm around her thigh to keep her in place, he slid his other under her ass, lifting it slightly to give him a better angle. He cocked his head to the side and listened one last time for sounds from the other side of the wall.

Nothing.

Reassured that he had plenty of time to lay the trap for Sarah, he lowered his head and began to run his tongue along Lizzie’s bare slit.

Her body squirmed at his touch, but Lester held her still. She didn’t wake up.

People made assumptions about Lester when they saw him. Generally, none of those were positive. One assumption people never made about him was that he was skilled in the bedroom. Given his appearance and body type, this would be a logical assumption to make.

However, Lester had dedicated lots of time to perfecting his craft. One of the tools he had honed over the years was being particularly attentive to the female body. Giving a woman the most pleasurable experience of her life made it that much harder to deny him the next time.

Lester’s tongue continued to dance up and down Lizzie’s slit. He could taste her beginning to become wet, and he smiled when he felt her hips involuntarily push up off the bed towards his face.

His tongue found her clit and began to slowly draw circles around it. He chanced removing his arm from around her thigh and brought one of his fingers towards her opening, slowly inserting the tip into her.

His finger gently traced the inside of Lizzie, matching the circular motion of his tongue. He remembered from one of the instructional videos he had studied long ago how the entrance to a woman’s vagina had a ton of sensitivity.

He continued his oral assault as he pushed his finger farther into his former roommate.

“Mmm,” Lizzie moaned in her sleep. “Mmmmmmm.”

Lester stifled a smile. He knew he had her now. He slipped a second finger inside of her and rotated his palm to face up, beginning to make a ‘come here’ motion with the two digits. The tips of his fingers ran over Lizzie’s sensitive g-spot as he did this, bringing out an even greater reaction from the sleeping redhead.

Each time his fingers ran against that spot, Lester sucked hard on her clit. Lizzie’s hips were bucking up against his face, wanting more.

“Oh,” she moaned dreamily. “Mmmmmmmm.”

He could tell by the way her pussy was clenching his fingers and the increasingly desperate movement of her hips that her body would come soon.

He increased the tempo of his sucking and his fingers followed the faster pace he was setting. It didn’t take long before she finally came.

“Oh, oh,” Lizzie’s hand found the back of Lester’s head and pulled him into her as her hips pushed up against his face. He could feel her nails digging into the back of his scalp.

She’d definitely be waking up soon after that one, so Lester shifted positions, removing his fingers from her vagina and looping both arms around her thighs to hold her in place. He drove his tongue deep inside of her, doubling the intensity of his oral assault.

“Oh, fuck,” he heard from her sultry lips. His eyes flicked up to see her magnificent breasts pushing up against her red dress as she arched her back.

His tongue spun around inside of her, alternating between licking the walls of her vagina and driving into it in a penetrative movement. Lizzie’s hand stayed on the back of his head while the other had moved to grip the headboard.

Her back slumped to the bed as her orgasm subsided and her eyes opened, looking lazily down at Lester. She blinked a few times as she seemed to be slowly getting her bearings.

Her hips lifted off the bed, trying to roll to the side, but Lester held her tight. She opened her mouth to protest, but Lester stuck his tongue in deep and licked back alongside the roof of her vagina, hitting her g-spot.

Lizzie’s head fell back against the pillow while her hand stayed planted on Lester’s head. Her hips continued to rise off the bed, no longer trying to get away.

“Lester,” she moaned unintentionally as she tried to speak. “You shouldn’t, we didn’t agree to –”

Lester picked up his tempo, cutting her off.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned again. “This is wrong. You fucking tricked me. Mmmmm.”

Lester could feel another orgasm building inside of her. She raised her hips yet again, trying to get as much of his tongue into her as possible.

“Oh fuck.” she moaned. “Right there, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

Lester slowed down the pace of his tongue, withdrawing it so it only teased the inside edge of her pussy.

“Fuck, don’t stop. Please,” Lizzie moaned. “Don’t fucking stop.”

Lester continued to slow his assault, though, purposely not matching the desperate pleas of her body. She wanted to cum again, her mind was rushing with endorphins, looking for that sweet release.

In one fluid motion, Lester unhooked his arms and crawled up her body. Before Lizzie realized what was happening, he was on top of her. His cock was in one hand, pressing against her sex as her hips were still lifted up, looking for contact from his tongue. His thighs bent her legs back until they were resting on his hips, her body automatically responding by softly wrapping them around his waist.

He rested on his forearm, his hand going under her neck to grab the hair at the base of her head in a fist. He didn’t forget how much she loved that.

She turned her face away and didn’t meet his gaze. He continued to rub the head of his cock up and down her entrance, slowly pressing into it without diving all the way in yet. Lizzie’s hips continued pushing up, seeking out more contact with him.

Lester tightened his grip on her hair and turned her head to face him.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned desperately. Her eyes eventually opened up to look at him.

Lester still saw that fire of defiance behind her eyes, but they were clouded over by something even more powerful: Lust.

He didn’t dare smile like he wanted to, as this was the moment of truth. He just stared into her eyes like a hungry animal, matching the intensity of the lust in her gaze. He held his cock steady against her opening, pressing the cock head to her entrance, but not initiating penetration himself.

Then he felt it. Lizzie’s legs tightened around his waist, pulling him forward. Her hips lifted off the bed again, this time pushing against his cock instead of his tongue as more of his shaft disappeared inside of her. He didn’t break eye contact.

“Oh!” As more of his cock slid into her, she opened her mouth in pleasure.

The fire in her eyes subsided, consumed by pure lust now. He let go of his cock and pushed a little deeper into her. He wanted her to be the one to bring him all the way inside. Her hands came to rest on his arms, her grip tight.

Her legs pulled at him, trying to get more of his cock. Her hips were continually pushed against him, desperate to cum.

He had her. Checkmate.

Lester sunk down, burying the entire length of his bare cock inside of her. She was lost in bliss. In the past, Lizzie would always insist on condoms, but in her sleepy stupor she must have forgotten.

“Ohhhh, fuck,” Lizzie moaned loudly. With the door open, the sounds would be more noticeable than before. “Oh shit. Mmmmm.”

Lester pinned one arm down and pulled her head up towards him, his lips mashing into hers. Without thinking, she returned his kiss as his tongue invaded her pretty mouth while his bare cock explored every inch of her behind her lower lips.

“Mhmmmm,” she continued to moan into his mouth. Her hand found the back of his head, and she ran her fingers through his thinning hair as she pulled him down onto the bed with her. “Mmmmhmmmmmmm.”

—–

Sarah stirred and sat up in bed. She blinked her eyes trying to get her bearings.

Dan’s apartment. Right.

Her brain was still fuzzy, caught in that post-dream haze. Her mind was trying to piece together reality as it processed her most recent memories and the events of her dreams. She remembered her passionate night with Dan and realized she had probably fallen asleep right after. The pressure in her bladder confirmed it.

She stood up and made her way towards the door, briefly catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror. For waking up in such a state, she still thought she looked pretty damn good. Her mind registered that she was naked, though, so she quickly grabbed one of Dan’s discarded dress shirts on the floor, threw it on and lazily did up a couple of buttons.

The last thing she wanted was to put on a show for Lester without Dan being present for it. As she thought about her husband’s weird roommate, her mind clicked and she remembered that Lester had been part of the dream she was having.

The details were still mostly vague, though. As she shuffled out of the room and into the bathroom, she seemed to think the dream had something to do with Dan leaving her alone at the apartment with Lester. There were images in her mind of Lester and his body, but she couldn’t make a solid connection of what the dream had been about.

She finished her business in the bathroom, and as she washed her hands, more details of her dream popped into her head. Walls shaking, screams of pleasure, and loud noises seemed to be the focus of what her subconscious mind had created.

Sarah shook her head, trying to discard the memory, but it seemed like she couldn’t fully wake herself up. Her mind must be playing tricks on her, as it felt like her dream was creeping into her reality. She was sure she could actually hear the moaning sounds.

Wasn’t I the one making those sounds?

She flicked off the light, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. To her surprise, the sounds were louder out there. She stood in the middle of the hallway for a second getting her bearings, her brain fully waking up from its fog.

Those sounds are real…

Sarah tried to hone in on where the sounds were coming from. Everything looked normal in the living room, so she turned her head and looked in the direction of Lester’s room. The door was ajar.

The sounds were definitely emanating from there. She took a step towards his room as her curiosity was getting the better of her.

God, is he watching porn?

Sarah took one step more than she had intended, and was now standing fully in front of the threshold to his bedroom. She squinted her eyes, peering into the dark abyss that was only dimly illuminated by his dim computer monitor.

Lester wasn’t in his chair. No porn on his computer, then. She shuddered at the thought of him sitting in that chair, the same place he sat when she had entered his room wearing her black robe the last time she visited.

My black robe, does he still have it —

Her train of thought was interrupted by movement on the bed. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized what she was seeing.

The beautiful redhead girl from earlier was completely naked, bent over the side of the bed. The loud moans were coming from her.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned as her breath was coming in short gasps.

Sarah’s eyes grew wide while she watched the woman thrash about on the bed, her head hanging limp as she braced herself on her forearms. She was trying to get leverage to push back onto the dick inside of her, trying to get as much of it into her as possible.

“Oh, fuck! Don’t stop,” the girl screamed. She collapsed onto her chest, her hands grabbing the sheets as she came. “Fuck me!”

The assault against the woman never stopped. Sarah’s eyes briefly locked onto the point where the tanned, fit girl was connected to the cock giving her such pleasure. It was only then that Sarah’s brain caught up with her eyes and registered that the younger woman was connected to someone with pale, hairy thighs.

Sarah’s eyes inexorably drifted upward. A large stomach sat on top of this woman’s perky butt, hands gripping her hips. Her eyes ran across the broad shoulders, the out of shape chest, and the fat on the arms that jiggled relentlessly as his body pounded into this woman.

She saw the unshaven cheeks and neck, partially hiding the double chin and pockmarked face underneath.

It was Lester.

She took a step back as she realized he was watching her. Lester’s eyes were trained on Sarah. They held each other’s gaze like that for several seconds. Sarah was frozen in the hallway, her body unable to move. She didn’t know what to do.

Lester never looked away, but he seemed to pick up his tempo. It was almost as if he was thinking about Sarah in the redhead’s place.

The girl was thrashing on the bed, screaming for more. “Oh, fuck. Fuck me, Lester! God!”

Sarah’s eyes darted to the girl and the bliss she was clearly experiencing. “Mhmmmmm, oooooohh.”

“God, Lester,” the girl moaned. “Don’t stop. I’m so close!”

Sarah watched as Lester deliberately slowed down his pace despite the cries of desperation that came from the young woman. The redhead tried in vain to push back harder onto Lester’s cock to speed him up, but it didn’t work.

Lester was the one setting the pace.

Sarah’s eyes darted back up to Lester, who still had his gaze transfixed on her. Sarah remembered how little she was wearing and how much of her legs she was showing off.

Lester puckered his lips and blew Sarah a kiss. Without breaking eye contact, he increased his tempo again, much to the delight of the girl on the bed.

That snapped Sarah out of her daze. She crossed her arms in a futile effort to conceal her state of undress before she quickly fled out of Lester’s line of sight and back to Dan’s bedroom.

She closed and locked the door. Lester must have continued his quickened pace, because Sarah could hear the girl’s increasingly loud moans again through the wall like she had earlier.

She made her way back to the bed where Dan was still asleep. She kept his dress shirt on, trying in her mind to make up for her lack of modesty a few seconds ago.

Why am I suddenly concerned about modesty with that creep? He’s seen me completely naked while I jacked him off.

She stared up at the ceiling as confusing thoughts swirled through her head, making a quick return to slumber unlikely. Instead, the sounds of Lester pounding into the redheaded girl in the next room kept her awake for the next fifteen minutes until they finished with an explosive, loud climax.

——-

As Sarah darted back into her room, Lester shifted his gaze back to Lizzie who was thrashing underneath him. He faintly heard the sound of Dan’s bedroom room closing as Sarah hurried back to bed.

He grinned triumphantly. His plan was working perfectly. Not only would he be invading Sarah’s thoughts based on his display tonight, but he also had his bare cock inside Lizzie again. He remembered the last time he saw her and the harsh words and threats she delivered to him.

And now here she was, bent over his bed with her pussy squeezing and milking his cock.

He tightened his grip on her hips. His fingers dug into her flesh, keeping her in place.

He salivated at the magnificent sight before him. He loved that he had broken this fiery head red again.

I wonder how she is going to explain this to her boyfriend.

That thought made him increase his pace. Lizzie moaned in response. He’d make sure she had a night she would never forget and would have trouble explaining away to Issac. She’d be limping home after the fucking he was giving her tonight.

Lester ran his right hand up her back, the pressure causing her body to press into the bed. He found the base of her neck and gripped it tightly, forcing her down as he relentlessly pounded her.

Lizzie reached out, trying to grab onto something for support. Her hands bunched up the bedsheets, but she couldn’t find any leverage with just her arms. She raised her legs instead, her knees finding purchase on the edge of the bed frame. Before she could get accustomed to the new position, however, Lester pushed her forward and crawled onto the bed above her.

Her feet now dangled off the bed as he perched on top of her. His cock was still sliding in and out of her from behind as his weight pushed down onto her hips. She could feel his hot breath on her cheek as he leaned down towards her.

Lester’s wet tongue began to dance around on the back of her neck. His old notes on Lizzie that he had read earlier mentioned how kisses on the back of her neck turned her on greatly, but that particular reminder wasn’t necessary as he hadn’t completely forgotten everything from the time they had been together.

He continued licking and kissing the base of her neck, eliciting primal groans from Lizzie.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she moaned into the mattress.

Lester kept up his oral assault as he changed positions. His breathing was growing ragged from both his efforts and arousal, but he could tell his prize was close at hand. He shifted his weight onto his forearms that were near Lizzie’s head. His left arm was directly in front of her face.

Seemingly on instinct, Lizzie reached out with her tongue and began licking Lester’s arm, swirling her tongue around his forearm like she would his cock. Her hand grabbed it and tried to pull it closer.

He could feel her pussy was absolutely soaked for him as it gripped him tightly. Her tongue left his arm as her breathing grew more and more shallow. Lizzie’s hips were pushing back against him much faster than before. Lester knew what was coming.

He stopped his oral assault and one of his hands grabbed her hips. He could feel her body growing desperate, pushing back to try and coax out another orgasm.

“Fuck, Lizzie,” Lester whispered in her ear, “I’m going to cum.”

“You…can’t,” she grunted out as her hips were still pushing back against him. “You have to pull out now.”

A sly smile spread over Lester’s face. “Why’s that?” He noted with amusement that despite her token protest, the intensity of her thrusts onto his cock were still increasing.

“You just have to,” Lizzie moaned. “Issac and me, we’re…”

Lester kept his pace steady as he had her right where he wanted her. He had no intention of letting her impending orgasm slip away until she gave in.

“You can stop me anytime you want,” he told her calmly with a smirk that she couldn’t see.

“Oh,” she moaned with the bedsheets balled up in her fists again. “It’s not safe, you have to –”

Her body began to tremble as orgasmic bliss began to wash over her. Lizzie’s toes went numb as she clenched them tightly. “Oh, fuck! Lester, don’t stop.”

Lester’s shit-eating grin reappeared as his brow dripped with perspiration. He could feel her body begin to come down from her orgasm, but he knew he had her right where he wanted her.

“I won’t,” he growled into her ear. He felt her body respond to his voice, and the waning tempo of her thrusts picked back up.

“Oh fuck,” she said breathlessly. “Oh, uh.”

Lizzie moaned desperately under Lester’s weight as her body started to respond to him again before she had even had a chance to recover from the orgasm she had just experienced. He tightly gripped her hip and shoulder, pushing them down as he pushed into the young bombshell harder than he had before.

“I’m going to cum for you, Lizzie,” he groaned into her ear.

Her body began to frantically push back into him, desperate for his cum. Whatever her brain might have wanted her to do, her body wasn’t listening.

“I’m going to cum in you, Lizze.” His cock pushed deeper into her as his ball began to empty.

“Take it!” he grunted as he exploded inside her.

“Oh, shit!” Lizzie screamed as she pushed back onto Lester’s cock with a final thrust. She was frozen in place as she felt his illicit seed flooding into her. Her body was rocked by another orgasm as her vagina clenched down hard on Lester’s cock, coaxing more of his cum deeper inside.

She finally collapsed onto the bed, her arms giving out.

Lester held himself in place, ensuring every drop of his cum emptied into his old roommate. When he was satisfied there was nothing left to give her, he pulled himself out and rolled off of her. Lizzie didn’t move as he settled into place next to her.

Maybe she was in shock over what had just happened. She had vowed that he would never see her again, let alone touch her. He had probably just broken her self image by making her body betray her like that. He didn’t really care either way.

He heard gentle snores coming from the other side of the bed, and a satisfied smile spread across his face. Lester had fucked her so hard that she had actually passed out.

——-

Lester groaned and rolled over the next morning as sunlight filtering in through the slits in the closed blinds of his window managed to shine right onto his face. He scooted himself over to the side of the bed and carefully sat up as his eyes adjusted to the room.

He looked down and saw his feet sticking out from beneath his gut. He couldn’t see his cock, but he could feel that it was matted with Lizzie’s juices from the night before. He grinned, thinking back to the way she had thrashed under him as he came. More importantly, he remembered the transfixed look on Sarah’s face as she had watched them from the doorway.

Lester looked around the room. No Lizzie in sight. He groaned softly as he pulled his thick frame up off the bed and shuffled his way over to his desk, checking to make sure the bottom drawer was still locked.

He retrieved the key from its hiding place, unlocked the drawer and smiled at its contents. The hard drive labeled “Lizzie” was sitting there at the top. He took it out and set it down on the desk.

Lester found his discarded clothes from the previous night and put them on. As he was pulling up his boxers, his door opened and Lizzie slid in. She was taken aback to find him in his state of undress. Her eyes flicked down to his cock before she quickly looked away and composed herself.

“Morning,” Lester grunted as he pulled up the waistband of his underwear.

Lizzie ignored him. She was dressed in her red dress from last night, but she had clearly showered. Her hair wasn’t wet, but it looked more put together than the state he had left it in the previous night.

She crossed the room without looking at him. It was only then that Lester noticed the leather strap peeking out from under his bed. Lizzie grabbed it and pulled out her purse. She turned around and froze, her eyes locking onto the hard drive on his deck with her name on it.

She moved quickly and grabbed it, spinning around with a look of triumph on her face. “Fuck you, Lester. This is mine. I’m done with you.”

Lester didn’t say anything as she moved towards the door. “I’m going to ruin whatever it is you have going on here and tell them what a fucking creep you are.”

As she opened the door Lester finally spoke. “Are you sure about that?”

The door only opened a crack, Lizzie holding it in place. Her body stiffened like she had just seen a ghost, and she didn’t turn around to face him. Lester closed the distance between them, placing a hand on the door and gently pushing it shut.

He was now standing right next to her, clearly invading her personal space.

“I have the hard drive,” she said before turning her head and locking eyes with him. There was a fierce expression on her face as she spoke through gritted teeth. “This is over.”

Lester smiled at her condescendingly.

“You’re right. You do have the hard drive, and you can walk out of here right now and never look back.” He could tell that his unconcerned demeanor was unsettling her. “You could even warn my new roommate and his wife about me, but I don’t think you will.”

The confidence in Lizzie’s face wavered. “Why not?”

Lester reached a hand up, caressing her cheek. “For one thing, I could give Issac a call and let him know about last night. After all, I am completely wracked with guilt over what we did, and I think he ought to know what you allowed me to do with you.”

Lizzie flinched back from his touch, but he held his hand firmly against her cheek. “And the second thing is, yes, you do have that one hard drive. It is yours to do with as you please. Throw it out, destroy it or secretly keep it to relive the good times we had together. That was the deal, after all: stay the night and the hard drive is yours.”

Lester narrowed his eyes. “But the thing is, do you really think that hard drive is the only place I keep your videos?”

Lizzie’s face reddened, her breath catching in her throat. “You fucking bastard. I’m going to –”

“No,” Lester said firmly. “The only thing you are going to do is go out there and do what we planned and then leave. Got it?”

Fires of defiance burned behind Lizzie’s eyes. He could tell she wanted to strangle him. Instead, she gave him a slight, almost imperceptible nod before turning the doorknob to leave.

Lester kept his hand firmly planted against the door, though, while his other hand was still on her cheek. “One last thing before you go: Give me a last kiss goodbye.”

Before Lizzie could process what was happening, let alone try and stop him, Lester had pushed her up against the door jam. His hand slid to the back of her head, pulling her face towards him. He smashed his lips into hers, his tongue taking her by surprise and forcing its way into her mouth.

His hard cock pushed up against her dress-covered sex as his other hand grabbed a handful of her ass and pulled her tightly against him.

———

“Alright, I got us a reservation for seven at this hole in the wall Italian place some of the guys at work have recommended. The food is supposed to be great, and they apparently don’t charge an arm and a leg for the wine.” Dan handed Sarah a mug of hot coffee as he sat down next to her on the couch.

He took a sip of his own before continuing. “But until then, I’m thinking we can do some touristy stuff. Maybe a bus tour or hit some of the sights around town.”

“Mmmmm,” Sarah hummed in agreement as she deeply inhaled through her nose over the steaming cup. She gripped the mug in both hands, taking in its warmth along with enjoying the rich scent of the dark roast blend Dan used at the apartment.

“I think that sounds perfect,” she said after taking a small sip. “For all the times I’ve been here to visit, we haven’t really seen much of the city.”

She leaned forward, puckering her lips for him. Dan moved in and kissed her chastely before he tilted his head and darted his tongue out slightly. Sarah smiled as she felt that the kiss was a prelude of what their night could hold. Just as she was ready to kiss him back, they heard a door shut.

The couple leaned away from each other reluctantly, both of their heads turning to look down the hallway. The beautiful, mysterious redhead from the night before sheepishly walked towards them with her purse hanging off one shoulder. Dan covertly gave her a quick once over.

As she entered the living room, her eyes darted to the door before turning to them.

“Hi,” she greeted them shyly.

Dan decided to let Sarah respond. It was never wise to appear too eager to talk to a stunning woman in front of your wife.

“Hey,” Sarah said warmly. “Like I said last night, I’m Sarah and this is my husband, Dan. Dan is Lester’s roommate.”

“Lizzie,” the redhead reintroduced herself. “I’m Lester’s, well…it doesn’t matter. It’s nice to meet you both. I’m actually late,” she gestured towards the door. “So, I’m just going to run.”

“Oh, no worries. It was nice to meet you.” Sarah reassured her. “I guess we’ll be seeing you around?”

Lizzie smiled. Her eyes looked down the hallway and then back to the couple. She stepped away from the door and walked halfway towards Sarah. “Actually, no, probably not. Lester and I aren’t a thing anymore. Last night was a mistake.”

Dan could tell Lizzie had more to say. Sarah must have picked up on it as well as she stayed quiet, too.

Lizzie glanced again at the door before turning back to the couple on the couch. “Just be careful.”

“Careful?” Sarah asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

“Be careful with Lester,” Lizzie clarified. “He doesn’t look like it, but he just has this way of getting you hooked and before you know it, he’ll break your heart.”

“Okay, thank you for the heads up,” Sarah said, mostly hiding her bewilderment, though Dan picked up on it as he was baffled by what the girl was saying.

Lizzie gave Sarah a parting smile and a half wave towards Dan before turning on her heel and walking out the door.

The couple exchanged puzzled looks as soon as they were alone.

“What was that about?” Sarah asked.

Dan shrugged his shoulders and shook his head slightly. “I have no idea. It’s definitely weird, though. I can’t imagine Lester with…” Dan caught himself and quickly continued. “Anyone, really. That’s just strange.”

Dan took a big sip of his coffee and set it down on the table. “Anyway, if we want to go and see some stuff, we should probably get going.”

The couple hurriedly drained their mugs and began to get moving. When they were finally ready and about to head out the door, Lester emerged from his room.

“Is Lizzie still here?” he asked. His voice was soft, very unlike his usual, abrasive tone.

“You missed her. She left like, half an hour ago.” Dan said.

“Oh, okay.” Lester began to slink back towards the hallway.

“What’s the deal with you two?” Sarah asked as she put on her shoes. “She seemed a little upset when she left.”

Lester turned around with his shoulders still hunched over. “We used to be a thing. On again, off again, sort of thing. I think this is the end, though. When she found out I got that operation done, she said that was it. She really wanted to have kids, and even though she knew I didn’t, she always thought I’d come around one day. It’s over now, I guess.”

He shrugged his shoulders. Dan and Sarah didn’t respond, so he turned and went back down the hallway.

“Really?” Dan asked as he held open the door for his wife. “That girl and Lester were a thing? I don’t see it.”

A sly smile spread across Sarah’s face as she moved past her husband into the hallway. She looked back at him.

“Well, she did say she was hooked on Lester. Maybe that meant she was hooked on his big…” She paused, watching Dan’s mouth hang open. “Personality.”

“Oh, you’re so fucking bad.” He made a move to try and tickle her side, but she jogged a few steps away. Dan locked the door to the apartment, and the loving couple set off to see the sights.

———-

Dan’s key scratched his apartment door handle for the fifth time as he tried to find the lock. He blinked his weary eyes and tried to focus. Dan had kept his promise to Sarah, and they had stayed out of the apartment all day, taking in the sights of the city.

As this was their first time together in weeks, they had indulged and splurged more than they should have. They had eaten lunch at a nice restaurant and had both ordered a couple of drinks. Dinner followed after they had visited some famous landmarks, and the couple made sure to order off the wine list again.

It was only after a couple of nightcaps at a classy Al Capone themed speakeasy that the couple had finally Ubered back to his place.

Dan closed one eye as he tried to concentrate. The door seemed to be swaying side to side until warm hands ran up his waist and over his torso, steadying him.

“Hurry up,” Sarah whispered loudly. “It’s freezing out here! Let’s get inside so you can warm me up.”

Dan grinned and pushed his hand forward, the key finally finding the hole.

The couple stepped into complete darkness. It was late…really late. Dan knew that he would regret all of the alcohol in the morning, but for tonight he just wanted to have fun with the love of his life.

Light assaulted his eyes and he squinted in confusion.

“Oops,” Sarah snickered. She had flicked on the bright ceiling light. She turned it back off and crossed the room, turning on a dimmer lamp.

Dan blinked his eyes, refocusing. It didn’t look like anything had changed since they had left. He didn’t see anyone in the living room, so he assumed Lester was asleep already, or maybe he was out with that girl…

“Hey, big boy,” Sarah’s sultry voice called from the other side of the room.

The room spun as Dan turned to look at her too quickly. It took a second to register, but as she came into focus, he saw Sarah looking at him seductively as she slowly peeled her t-shirt up and over her head. His wife’s magnificent breasts were on display for him now, clad only in a lacy, white bra.

I always love that color on her.

Despite Dan’s inebriated state, he could feel the blood rushing to his dick, pushing against his jeans. He placed a hand on the back of the couch as Sarah made her way back towards him, unbuttoning her pants as she walked.

“You ready for a repeat of last night?” she asked when she was standing only an inch away from him. Her hands abandoned her pants and started tugging on his belt.

“God, yes,” he whispered. Or at least, he had meant to whisper it. He wasn’t entirely sure how loud he was being. “I’ve been wanting to take you all day.”

“Oh, yeah?” Sarah raised an eyebrow at him. “Why didn’t you?”

Sarah’s hands completed their task, and Dan’s pants fell around his ankles. Next, she began working to get his shirt off.

“It’s not like we had an opportunity,” Dan grunted as she pulled it over his head. “We’ve been stuck in tourist spots and restaurants all day.”

“Hmmmmm, excuses, excuses.” Sarah turned around placing one hand on the couch as the other lowered her pants. She pushed her white panty clad ass out for Dan to ogle. “Those restaurants had bathrooms, you know.”

What?

She was teasing him, obviously. But would she actually have done that? In public?

Dan reached out and ran his hands over Sarah’s ass before stepping out his jeans and pressing himself against her. “You’d want that? Having this inside you in public like that? That could be dangerous…”

Sarah pushed her ass back into his crotch. “Only if we get caught….” she murmured before pausing. “Or maybe that would make it more fun: someone catching us…watching us.”

“Watching you,” Dan whispered into her ear. “They wouldn’t be watching me, that’s for sure.”

He licked her ear and spun her around. He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. His dick pushed into her, trapping her against the couch. She returned the kiss in force, her tongue pushing into his mouth and swirling around.

They stood there making out for several minutes with their hands exploring each other’s bodies. Sarah wanted to reach down and feel his dick, but it was nestled perfectly against her pussy. She could feel the heat coming off of it, though, and she couldn’t wait to have it inside of her.

She angled her arms up between them and pushed Dan backwards, harder than she intended. He stumbled backwards slightly, clearly caught off caught. The alcohol was also clearly affecting his balance.

She didn’t break eye contact, though, and she slowly backed away from him towards the hallway. “You forgot one thing.”

Dan’s dick was straining against his boxers, jutting straight out towards his wife. He followed after her at the same, sedate pace she was setting. “What’s that?”

“You said tourist traps and restaurants.” She made it down the hallway and opened the door to Dan’s room. “You forgot about the Uber ride. I’m sure the driver would have loved to see me, too.”

With that, she disappeared into the room. Dan quickly followed after her.

He kicked his boxers off as he entered the room and shut the door behind him. Sarah lay on the bed, looking at him with lust filled eyes.

God, I’m going to fuck her so hard.

He quickly crossed the room and was on her, lips smashing into hers. His bare cock running up her thigh toward the prize. Her nails dug into his back pulling him into her, even though she was still wearing her white panties. She started kissing his neck, slowly working her way down towards his chest.

“You’d want me to fuck you in the back of the Uber and let the driver watch?” Dan breathed out hoarsely. His fantasies were crashing back into his mind, melding together with the events of their night.

“Who said it was you I would have fucked in that Uber?” Sarah purred in her ear.

She looked up at him with her striking, green eyes. She knew just how to push his buttons. He couldn’t wait any longer. He had to have her. He kissed her again as his hand found her panties. He wanted to rip them off. He tugged at them, but they wouldn’t budge. He tried again. Nothing.

Sarah gently pushed his torso up. Right, he was lying on top of them.

As he raised himself up and Sarah began to lower her panties, a door slammed loudly in the hallway. Lester was awake.

The couple froze, unsure what was happening. Dan tried to remember if he had shut the door. It looked shut. Had he locked it? Lester wouldn’t dare try to come in here. He wouldn’t cross that line. Would he?

They listened as heavy footsteps shuffled past the door down the hallway. Something was odd about this, but Dan’s alcohol fogged brain couldn’t quite figure it out. Whatever it was, it was so close, but he just couldn’t comprehend it.

The TV in the living room suddenly roared to life. It was obnoxiously loud. Even though they were in another room, it felt like the speaker was pointed right at the wall. Loud laughter reverberated from the wall, followed by half a second of silence, and then loud voices talking about the Chicago Bears.

Dan finally looked over at Sarah and caught her eye. She wasn’t happy. His dick was still desperate for her, but this noise was just too much. He fell back into the bed in frustration, contemplating his next move.

“Dan, go tell him to turn it down,” Sarah said with a frown. Her arms were folded across her torso under her breasts.

The room was spinning slightly, though, and Dan’s eyelids were getting heavy. He was going to go deal with it, but he needed a moment to gather himself.

“Heh, why don’t you go tell him to turn it down?” He joked, trying to buy time until he could see straight again. “I can’t go out there until my cock goes back down a bit.”

Sarah eyed him closely before a slight smile spread across her face.

“You want your innocent wife to go out there like this?” She moved her arms closer together, pushing out her breasts.

“Don’t you think that would give Lester the wrong signal?” she asked before widening her eyes dramatically. “Unless…that’s what you want: Your wife on display for that creep. Maybe you really do want me to explore a little further with him than I did last time.”

Dan’s breath caught in his throat. He was stunned and incredibly turned on at the thought of what might happen if she really went out there. Did he really want to see things progress beyond what had happened last time? She was teasing him, obviously, but did he really want to see Lester alone with Sarah again? His alcohol-addled brain told him that he very much did.

“You wouldn’t dare.” Dan met her eyes as he tried to figure out how serious she was.

“No?” she asked with raised eyebrows before slowly rolling off the bed and standing up, one hand reaching out to steady herself. It looked like he wasn’t the only one feeling the effects of their last few nightcaps. He watched her perfect round ass sway side to side as she moved to the door. She turned her head around to look at him as she extended her arm and placed her hand on the doorknob.

“You still think I won’t?” she asked as she pushed her ass back towards him.

Her eyes were almost burning a hole into his with the intensity of her gaze. His cock was already about to explode from all her dirty talk, and now the ball was in his court. He didn’t know what would happen if she were to actually go out there, but he couldn’t deny that he wanted to find out.

She stood there waiting for what felt like an eternity for him to finally respond.

“I dare you,” he whispered, embarrassed to say it any louder. It had come as a shock that he was finally willing to admit to himself that he wanted this, let alone admitting it to her.

Sarah never backed down from a challenge, as Dan well knew when he threw down the gauntlet. She gave him a look of defiance before opening the door and moving quickly into the hallway. The door closed behind her.

Dan just lay there for several long moments, stunned and unable to move. He couldn’t hear Sarah’s footsteps in the hallway because the TV was so damn loud, but he knew he needed to sit up as he was getting more tired by the minute. His cock and thoughts of what his wife was doing willed him up into a sitting position.

Through the haze of his drunken state, he tried to calculate how long it had been since Sarah left. Was it just a few seconds, or had it been minutes already? He hadn’t drifted off accidently, had he? She was probably standing just outside the door and would be back in soon, he thought.

Dan’s confused thoughts were interrupted by his brain finally noticing a change in his surroundings. Something was different. It was now silent in the apartment, he realized. He couldn’t hear the TV anymore.

—————–

Sarah exhaled in a huff as she stood in the hallway in just her underwear, closing Dan’s bedroom door firmly. He didn’t think she would do it? Well, she would prove him wrong. It wasn’t as if Lester hadn’t seen her in much less than her bra and panties before, anyway. She’d go out there and get him to turn down the TV before hurrying back to Dan.

As she walked down the hallway, her mind drifted back to the night before. Seeing Lester having sex with Lizzie had caught her off guard, and she hadn’t gotten the opportunity to bring up what she had witnessed with Dan today. She hadn’t wanted to distract them from the great day they had planned in the city.

At least, that’s the reason she gave herself as to why she hadn’t brought it up with her husband. The sightseeing and restaurants had done a good job of distracting her from last night, but now she couldn’t help but remember the way Lester had looked at her while he was fucking Lizzie. It was almost as if he was imagining that it was her lying there as he pounded Sarah from behind.

She shook off those thoughts with a reluctance that confused her as she walked into an empty living room. The TV was blasting an infomercial about a set of revolutionary frying pans, and the lamp she had turned on earlier was the only other source of light in the room. Lester was nowhere to be found.

She stood in place, still a little unsteady from the alcohol and looked around. The TV had been loud in Dan’s bedroom, but out here it was almost unbearable. It surprised her that the neighbors weren’t already knocking on the door and demanding that the volume be turned down.

Moving to the back of the couch, she surveyed the living room and located the remote which was sitting conspicuously in the middle of the center couch cushion. She leaned over the back of it and reached for the remote.

“Yum,” a deep voice growled out from behind her. She quickly turned her head and looked towards the source of the voice, realizing it must have actually been fairly loud for her to hear it over the noise of the television. Lester was standing only a few feet away near the kitchen door.

And he was naked.

Sarah froze in place while fully bent over the couch, one hand bracing herself on the seat cushion. She hadn’t expected him to be naked. She stared at him, but his eyes didn’t meet hers. They were feasting on her backside that was currently draped over the back of the couch. Her eyes unconsciously drifted down to look at his cock before she quickly refocused them elsewhere.

She retrieved the remote and quickly pushed herself up off the couch, scrambling back into a standing position. As she moved, she felt more than heard the heavy footfalls of Lester crossing the distance between them. With the remote in hand, she stood up straight and turned around. Lester stopped in his tracks only two feet away. If she had been slower, would he have kept moving toward her?

He just stood there and silently looked her up and down as he licked his lips. She hated when she caught him doing that.

“What are you doing?” Lester asked, still casually inspecting her nearly naked form.

Sarah thought of herself as a proud and strong woman, and she quickly worked to regain her composure and push past the fact that this man now leering at her had just caught her in a somewhat compromising position.

“Dan and I are trying to sleep, and your TV is too loud. I came out to get you to turn it down.” She stated confidently, trying to hold her ground.

“Well, I’m watching it and I’m hard of hearing, so I need it that loud. So, no. Besides, I was sound asleep until you and your hubby came back in here like barnyard animals, making all kinds of noise.” He raised his eyes from her chest and met her gaze. “Unless…”

“Unless what?” Sarah asked as she thumbed the volume down on the remote. She was going to have things her way, regardless of what Lester wanted. Also, this was the first time he had claimed to be hard of hearing and she wasn’t buying it.

“Unless…are you telling me that you came out here dressed like that to tell me to turn it down? Why wouldn’t you put something else on before coming out here?” he asked as he looked back down at her sexy body.

“Well, I would have worn something, but you neglected to give me back my black robe. Where is it?” Sarah asked in a slightly shaky voice. Memories of the last time she had put on the silk gown were now flooding her mind in spite of herself.

Lester grinned and stepped closer. He could smell her sweet perfume now and could have reached out and grabbed her if he wanted.

“Nice deflection. It doesn’t change the fact that you came out here in just your bra and panties,” he stated as his eyes inspected said undergarments. “Did you want to get me alone? Did Dan fall asleep and now you want some company?”

“No, and Dan’s not asleep –”

Sarah’s breath caught in her throat as Lester suddenly stepped forward, his large frame lining up right against hers. He wasn’t pressing up to her completely, but she could feel his hot breath on her. He was certainly invading her personal space as she could feel his gut pushing against her stomach.

“So, Dan is awake, and he asked you to come out here dressed like that?” He eyed her with a conspiratorial grin. “And you said yes?”

Sarah was going to deny his disturbingly accurate depiction of what had led her to the living room when an unexpected stimulus brought her up short.. She felt something touch her leg and immediately knew what it was. Lester’s naked cock was growing and pushing steadily against her thighs. They stared into each other’s eyes as she felt it grow larger, inching its way up her until it was pressing against her panty covered sex.

Lester ever so slightly pushed his cock closer against her. Sarah’s breath hitched slightly as she felt him rubbing slightly against her pussy, just on the other side of her lacy panties. She was caught between staying still and holding her ground, or trying to move away from him.

Lester raised his hand and extended a finger as he began to draw little circles on her bicep. It pleased him that she wasn’t rejecting more contact from him, even if he did have her pinned in place. “Did Dan really send you out here alone, expecting a repeat of last time? Is he watching us right now?”

Sarah’s eyes darted toward the dark hallway, but she didn’t see Dan down there. Lester ran his finger up her arm to her bra strap and gently lowered it. Sarah shivered slightly at his touch as her eyes shifted back to Lester. She noticed the smug look on his face, but her facade of indifference towards him was rapidly crumbling.

“I’ve been thinking about it,” Lester mused. His finger left her bra strap and slowly up and across her shoulder towards her neck. “I think I can help you two out.”

“Help us how?” Sarah asked in a quiet, meek sounding voice.. Sarah was breathing more quickly now, and her breasts were putting on quite the show for Lester as they heaved in time with her respirations. This whole taboo situation along with Dan revving her engine earlier were having a dramatic effect on her.

Lester’s finger dropped down until it was tracing lazy circles on the tops of her breasts. “This whole fantasy of yours,” he murmured.

He dropped his head and whispered right in her ear. “If Dan is watching us right now, I’ll help you put on a show for him. Bring your fantasies to life.”

Sarah shuddered at the thought. Her mind flashed back to Lester’s treatment of Lizzie the night before.

Sarah couldn’t see it, but Lester grinned as he closed the small distance between them, pushing his body fully into hers as his lips began to taste her neck. His flabby arms encircled her, one hand going around her back pulling her into him. His other hand dropped down and grabbed a handful of her luscious ass, squeezing it and pulling her crotch even tighter against his throbbing cock.

————–

Dan quietly turned the doorknob to his room and stepped out into the dark hallway. He could hear voices speaking in low tones coming from the living room in the now dead silent apartment. He walked a couple of feet forward before freezing in place.

Lester was butt-naked and had Sarah pinned up against the couch. He was feasting on her neck as his hands ran all over her body. Dan was spellbound as he watched Lester release her ass only to grab her thigh instead, hoisting her leg up off the ground to give his cock better access to her pussy.

From what he could see, she at least still had her bra and panties on. He realized with shock that he was almost disappointed at that discovery.

His mouth was dry, and the alcohol caused him to stumble slightly. He used one hand to brace himself against the wall as he watched his wife act out one of his deepest, darkest desires. Lester’s head moved down and started licking and kissing Sarah’s chest. She turned her head, hands resting on his shoulders. She opened her eyes and made eye contact with Dan, raising her eyebrows in surprise at finding him already watching her.

They held each other’s gaze for a few, long seconds. The same lust-filled expression Sarah had worn on her face earlier was looking back at him again. He knew, or hoped at least, that it wasn’t Lester causing her excitement, but the situation as a whole along with their fantasy coming to life. It also didn’t hurt that he was sure his face had that “hungry” look that she loved so much.

She kept looking at him for reassurance or some kind of communication before she let herself give in to Lester’s advances. As he hadn’t really moved since he started watching, it was pretty clear Dan wasn’t going to step into the room and stop it. Sarah’s eyes flicked down. It was only then that Dan realized he was unconsciously stroking his cock. She met his eyes again.

Dan nodded his approval to her, his lust drowning out any concerns he might have had at surrendering his wife up to Lester in this way.

With that, Sarah looked relieved and turned back to give Lester her full attention.

——————-

Lester had touched her some before, it’s true, but this was a completely different animal. She wasn’t lying beneath Dan or riding him on the couch this time. Instead, she was locked in a lover’s embrace with Lester as he pawed her all over. Sarah still wasn’t completely sure how to act in this situation, but with her husband’s nod of approval, she was determined to put on a good show for him.

Focus on making this hot for Dan.

Lester’s tongue started licking between her breasts, running up and down the middle of her cleavage. Sarah braced herself against the couch and held the back of his head, pulling him towards her. Her fingers laced into his thinning hair.

She extended the leg Lester held in the air and bent it around his back, pulling him even closer into her. He smiled in triumph at her enthusiasm.

Finally! She’s willingly going along with this now. Time to push things a bit further.

Lester’s hand found the back of her bra, expertly flicking the clasp, he let it fall open. He withdrew his tongue from her chest and slowly stood back up, keeping a firm grasp on Sarah’s thigh. He pushed into her again, his hard cock jutting up against her pussy which was protected only by her thin, white panties.

As he rose to look into her eyes, he noticed her quickly glancing down the hallway. Lester shifted his beady eyes and saw Dan standing there, stroking his dick. Lester remembered how Dan had tried sizing him up all those weeks ago when he had wanted to move in behind Sarah as she got the chinese food at the door.

Now it’s time to really claim her and see just what Dan does.

Lester raised his hand to Sarah’s shoulders and slowly pulled her bra free, looping down one arm and then the other one. Her bare breasts started to rise and fall quickly, a clear indication that she was becoming turned on. He was pleased to see her nipples were also already quite hard after all the attention he had been giving her body.

Sarah’s eyes left Dan’s to focus on him, waiting to see what would come next.

With one last smirking look at Dan, Lester grabbed Sarah by the back of her head and slowly pulled her lips towards him.

———–

Dan’s heart panged with jealousy. Lester’s lips connected with Sarah’s as he looked on, mesmerized. She stood there frozen for a moment, unsure what to do, but she soon relaxed and tentatively returned Lester’s kiss. It was soft, polite kissing at first until Lester started to grind his bare cock against her panty-covered pussy yet again.

He turned his head and seemed to finally work his tongue into her mouth. He held the back of her head, controlling how she moved. Sarah’s arm eventually encircled Lester’s neck, returning his embrace.

Dan had wanted to see Sarah do things with another man. He had wanted her to be naughty. But actually seeing her kissing someone else, especially someone so beneath her like Lester, was difficult to handle. It was just such intimate behavior that it made it seem like Sarah was giving herself fully to Lester, body and mind.

Even though Dan’s brain was still fighting to comprehend and accept what it was witnessing, his dick was harder than he could ever remember it being.

————–

Lester’s tongue darted around in her mouth until it made contact with her own. Sarah reluctantly returned the kiss, her tongue eventually running into his and swirling around it. She was momentarily shocked at how far his tongue had actually gone into her mouth.

Sarah hadn’t expected his tongue to be big just like his cock. It was a novel experience having it in her mouth as she obviously hadn’t kissed anyone but Dan in years. The size difference just added to the new sensations she was experiencing.

He used his grip on her thigh to pull her closer towards his cock. She felt the heat and strength of his cock pressing up against her womanhood. Sarah was slightly embarrassed that there was no way he wasn’t feeling the moisture leaking through her panties onto his cock.

Lester was slowly beginning to thrust up and down on against the front of her underwear, mimicking what it would be like to actually fuck her in this position. He was grateful she was already leaking like a sieve as the friction on his cock against the lacy material was a little abrasive.

Out of nowhere, it seemed like Lester suddenly lost control. He pushed her ass back hard into the couch before using two hands on her ass cheeks to lift her up until she was sitting on the back of the couch. He slid his hands down her thighs and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Sarah was taken aback at how seamless the transition between their positions had been. It was as if this couch had been purposefully made for this.

Both of Sarah’s legs tightened around Lester, her ankles crossing and locking against his bare ass. He continued kissing her passionately, invading her mouth and playing with her tongue. He also continued thrusting up and down and against her drenched panties. He slid one hand under her ass and grabbed a handful of her cheek, enjoying the silky smooth skin under his fingers.

Lester used that hand to subtly begin pulling her ass up and then letting it drop back down again. Sarah hadn’t consciously realized what was happening as her mind was on fire from so much new stimulation. Lester diligently kept manipulating her ass and hips to meet his thrusts. As his cock pushed up against her slit, he would pull her ass down towards it.

After a couple minutes of working at it, Lester’s efforts finally paid off. He was delighted to find that Sarah was now rolling her sex against his cock on her own, even meeting his thrusts with anticipation.

—–

Dan stood there in a daze, transfixed by the sight before him. Sarah and Lester were dry humping each other with enthusiasm on the back of the couch. The only thing protecting her from penetration was the pair of thin, white panties she was still wearing.

He couldn’t deny that he had enjoyed watching her bra being taken off earlier, but he now wondered if that small bit of fabric covering her pussy was next in line for removal. She looked completely lost in his embrace as they made out, and Lester looked like a man possessed as he thrust himself against her.

She wouldn’t let him go all the way, right? Lester’s not about to fuck her, is he?

——

Lester eventually broke their kiss. Sarah opened her eyes and looked at him a few moments later, breathless. He grinned as he observed the effect that he was having on her.

You’re mine now.

He looked over at Dan and smirked before he leaned in and began licking Sarah’s earlobe.

“Do you feel that, Sarah?” he whispered. “Can you feel how hard I am for you?”

Sarah held the back of his head for stability, but she didn’t answer. She just wanted to focus on the sensation of his cock rubbing against her clit.

“Tell me,” he whispered. “How does it feel?”

“Good,” she murmured absentmindedly. “Hard.”

“You did that to it. You made it hard, Sarah. God, I knew the first time I saw you that one day I would make you feel my cock as I slid it into you.”

———–

Dan stayed in the comfort of the dark hallway, watching. He didn’t want to step into the light. That felt like he would be exposing his dark fantasy to the world.

Lester was whispering something to Sarah. She whispered back. Something hidden from Dan’s hearing. His cock was growing painfully hard as his fantasy came to life before his eyes. But it was becoming too much. He slowed his strokes, not wanting to cum and have all this crash down around him.

He leaned against the wall and watched, slowly teasing his dick.

————

Lester apparently thought he was in complete control. He was holding Sarah close and whispering in her ear about fucking her. She was becoming overwhelmed by the situation and all the new stimulation, but her mind was screaming for her to get some control back over this.

After all, she could tease and control Dan seemingly without effort. There wasn’t any reason she couldn’t do the same with Lester. She had seemingly forgotten that the last time she underestimated the man, a certain black robe had been surrendered to him in defeat.

“I’m…not going to let you fuck me, Lester,” she panted out in a firm voice.

He pulled back, meeting her gaze in surprise. Clearly, he thought he had her under his thumb. She gripped the back of his neck and braced her other hand on the couch. She started thrusting her hips back against his cock again, taking control and using him to pleasure herself.

“I’m only doing this with you for me and Dan. It turns him…us on,” she corrected herself.

“I know you’ve been watching me. Thinking about me. Touching yourself to me, even. But you need to get this through your head, because I’m only going to say it once.”

She was thrusting back against his cock now, faster than the pace he had previously set. By changing the tempo, she was challenging him to keep up with her. “This is just for me and Dan. There is no you and me. You’re here because of your convenient proximity, and yes, you just so happen to have a big cock.”

Lester glared at her with a blank face, seemingly unperturbed by her diatribe. “Is that so?”

He moved quickly, far faster than Sarah would have thought possible for someone his size. He took a half step to the side, his cock pressing against her inner thigh. His hand snaked between them, his arm twisting a little awkwardly as he slid his hand underneath her panties.

Sarah was about to protest when she felt his hairy knuckles disappear as they moved towards her most private area, an area that until now had been reserved only for Dan. Lester twisted his hand so his palm rubbed against her skin as he moved downwards. His fingers slid towards her slit, briefly touching and stimulating her clit.

Sarah’s breath caught in her throat as Lester’s finger nestled between her labia until it found its target. His fingertip pressed slightly into her opening. He stared at her intensely, eyes ablaze as if he was waiting for her to challenge him.

However, just when she had mostly composed herself and opened her mouth to speak and reject his advances, he pushed his entire finger inside her vagina.

Sarah gasped loudly and arched her back in pleasure. She would have fallen off onto the seat of the couch if she hadn’t been holding onto the back of Lester’s head. He forcefully and confidently started thrusting his finger in and out of her as his cock rubbed up and down her thigh, leaving a messy trail of precum in its wake.

She tried to look back at him defiantly, but Lester could see the simmering lust and desire that was just barely masked behind her brave front. He continued his assault, moving a second finger alongside the first one, pushing even more of himself into her.

Sarah threw her head back and let out an involuntary moan, any thought of protest now long gone from her mind.

Lester groaned with her, his thick cock waiting for release. He leaned forward, his tongue lapping at her bare breasts.

Gravity slowly started to pull them backwards. Sarah braced one arm on the seat of the couch as Lester followed her down, over its back. His fingers didn’t leave her even once.

——–

Dan watched as Sarah pulled Lester over the couch with her. The last thing he saw were Lester’s big, hairy balls swaying before they both disappeared from his sight. He had a choice to make now.

For one bizarre moment, he actually felt the urge to give them some privacy. He shook his head quickly, trying to rid himself of that strange feeling as he pushed off the wall and left the hallway.

Dan stepped out and walked quietly into the living room. He heard familiar noises before he made it to the corner of the couch and froze at the sight before him. Sarah was lying on her back, one hand gripping the pillow above her as the other pulled on the back of Lester’s head, burying it into her chest.

He was alternating between kissing, licking and sucking on Sarah’s breasts. As Lester moved his head, Dan saw that her perfect tits were covered with his slick saliva. He watched in awe as her left nipple was caught between his lips, and he heard his wife moan in response.

His dick twitched when he heard Sarah yelp softly a moment later. He recognized that sound; she only made that particular noise when Dan gently bit her nipples.

His eyes then caught a different motion, and his captivated gaze moved to Lester’s hand which was still connecting with Sarah’s crotch. Two fingers were expertly thrusting into her while his thumb was drawing slow circles on her clit.

Dan noticed that her panties had slid down slightly and were bunched up just under her ass cheeks. Sarah’s hips were raising themselves voluntarily off the couch to meet his roommate’s fingers as they continued to penetrate her deeply.

———-

Lester’s fingers were curled slightly, stroking over her g-spot with each thrust and igniting the spark of an orgasm within her. She was holding onto the back of Lester’s head, not wanting to let him go as she was afraid this new sensation might die and she would lose all progress towards her impending climax.

She could feel his fat fingers driving into her again and again. As he slid them deftly over the ridges of her g-spot, she clenched down on them hard, her eyes closing as she focused on the feeling inside her.

So close…so close.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered through gritted teeth. “Don’t stop, I’m so close…”

“Do it,” Lester growled. “Cum for me, Sarah. Cum on my fingers. I knew I would have you begging for me to not stop pleasuring you. I want to feel what it’s like inside of you when you cum. I want to watch your face as you cum right in front of your husband.”

Sarah opened her eyes at that. Dan was sitting on the chair across from them, his cock hard as a rock and twitching in sync with his heartbeat. And that face…

His face was painted with that intense, lust filled expression that always got to her. He was only staring at them, though, just watching them as Lester had done on the previous occasions.

The last time the three of them had found themselves here, Lester had been the one sitting in that chair, watching and stroking his big fat cock as she and Dan had made love.

Now it was her husband in the chair, watching as his weird roommate lay on top of her and worked to bring his own wife closer and closer to a powerful orgasm. She saw Dan carefully touch his dick, probably worried he might cum too quickly.

His eyes met Sarah’s, and she had never seen him look so intense. She maintained eye contact with her husband, but gasped as Lester’s fingertips pressed hard into her g-spot as they slid out of her pussy, stimulating all the nerve endings focused there.

Lester’s tongue moved to lick her right nipple this time, circling the outside of it until he finally claimed the prize. His lips covered it tightly, sucking it inside his mouth.

She clutched Lester’s balding head with both hands now, nails digging into his hair and skin, likely close to drawing blood. Dan’s eyes stayed on her, watching them. Watching where he should be as his own cock pointed straight at her with an almost painful intensity. His eyes were filled with longing, lust and arousal as he witnessed another man make his beloved wife cum hard.

“FUCK…FUCK!” Sarah screamed as her body was wracked by a mind-shattering orgasm. She closed her eyes to ride it out, the image of Dan’s face burned into her mind. Her pussy tightened around Lester’s fingers, holding them in place as if trying to keep them in there forever. “GOD…..”

As her first orgasm began to wane, she could feel another slowly beginning to build, ready to take its place next in line and crash down onto her. She started gearing up for it, ready to be welcomed into its sweet embrace.

Lester’s mouth suddenly released her nipple, and he quickly crawled up her body, his hand snaking smoothly behind her neck. His lips descended towards hers and she opened her mouth to his invading tongue, willingly accepting him.

She could feel the weight of Lester’s gut on top of her. As his fingers slid past her g-spot again, she involuntarily moaned into his mouth. Part of her brain was embarrassed that Dan was hearing all of these noises from her.

Not only was she moaning for a man like Lester, but she could faintly hear the sounds of squelching as his fingers slid in and out of her very wet vagina. If she could hear that, no doubt her husband was listening to it as well.

The other part of her brain that was hooked on this pleasure, though, quickly buried all those “extraneous” thoughts and focused on the new sensations of his fat fingers in her pussy and the large tongue exploring her mouth.

Sarah let out an audible groan of frustration as Lester slowly pulled his fingers out of her. He didn’t stop kissing her, though. If anything, he stepped up the intensity of his oral assault. The lack of sensation in her vagina was driving her crazy, and she realized her hips were rising up off the couch, looking for Lester’s fingers.

She felt his cock brush lightly against her leg before she felt it rub against her more firmly. She opened her eyes to look, but Lester held her head in place, restricting her vision. She let go of his head and moved her arm down to investigate.

Lester was stroking himself with one hand just inches away from her pussy. The head of his cock was sliding against her inner thigh.

He was slowly working his cock closer and closer towards her pussy. She knew that any second now, he would shift his weight on top of her and try to press his luck. With her panties slightly pulled down, she felt he would have a pretty good chance of success in penetrating her in one shot.

Dan must be watching, she realized with a start. How did it look from his angle? He must be able to see what Lester was up to, but maybe he couldn’t.

Or maybe, he would be okay with Lester actually fucking me right in front of him..

Sarah shuddered at the thought. The idea of actually having sex with someone like Lester, of letting him inside her was too intense with his cock so close to her opening. She couldn’t stop herself, though, from briefly imagining what it would feel like to be bent over his bed like Lizzie had been the night before.

Lester shifted his weight, getting ready to line up his cock. Sarah came to her senses and quickly disengaged, pushing herself to the side. She glanced over at Dan who was still wearing the same lust filled expression, and she couldn’t tell what exactly he had seen nor what he wanted her to do.

She still wanted to please him, though, and he hadn’t asked her to stop what she was doing. Before Lester could pull her back to him, she shuffled down the couch until she was face to face with his cock.

Lester seemed to get the idea and rolled over, making himself comfortable on his back. Sarah stole another glance in Dan’s direction, noticing his eyes seemed to be popping out of his head. He also seemed to get the idea, and by the way his dick was twitching, she could tell he really liked it.

“Mmmmm,” Sara moaned. Her fingernails ran up Lester’s thighs until she found the base of his cock. She then moved her fingers around, lightly tracing around his very sizable girth. “Hello again, big boy.”

Sarah stared at Lester’s cock, licking her lips in a very familiar way to the man in question. “Lester…you remember what I said before, about my lips belonging only to Dan?”

“Yes…” Lester hissed out through clenched teeth.

“Well,” She lowered her head, closer and closer to his cock. It pulsed and shook, just inches from her face. “I’m thinking of breaking my rule tonight and giving you something that is supposed to be just for my husband. What do you think?”

“Do it,” Lester hissed again. He was perched up on his elbows, watching her closely.

Sarah’s finger began to trace a vein upwards on Lester’s shaft until it reached the head of his cock, pausing to play with the sensitive skin there. She lowered her head until Lester’s cock was right in front of her mouth, close enough that she could stick out her tongue and lick it.

Just as he thought she was going to take it into her mouth, Sarah’s eyes flicked up to look at her husband. From Dan’s perspective, Lester’s cock was in between him and his wife’s beautiful face.

“What do you think, Dan?” Sarah whispered sultrily. “Should I suck Lester’s big cock?”

He was speechless as his fantasy continued to unfold before his eyes. Sarah continued staring at him as Lester stared at her in turn. Dan wanted to see this more than anything in the world, if he was being honest with himself. He slowly opened his dry mouth to speak.

Before he could utter a word, though, Sarah extended her tongue and licked the underside of Lester’s cock. Dan’s mouth hung open as he watched his wife seemed to forget about him and focus only on the cock she was tasting. Lester’s body jumped at the sudden stimulation.

Sarah licked up along the entire length of Lester’s cock until her tongue found its head. She swirled her tongue around it before slowly lowering her mouth onto his cock. Her hand closed around his shaft and began to stroke it.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” Lester moaned. “God, I knew you would be a good cocksucker.”

Dan frowned slightly at the comment, but his dick almost exploded as his wife was talked down to like a whore as her mouth was filled with another man’s cock.

Sarah continued to pump Lester’s shaft as she took more and more of his cock between her lips. She abruptly pulled her mouth off of him and stared at him with her piercing, green eyes. “Mmmm, you like that, Lester? Do you like the way I suck your big cock?”

“Yeah, I want your lips wrapped around my cock all night,” Lester grunted. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

Sarah flashed him a wicked grin. “I think my husband likes watching this, too.”

“I really don’t give a shit.” Lester reached out and grabbed the back of Sarah’s head, pulling it down back towards his cock. She didn’t protest and quickly opened her mouth to let his cock slide back in. Lester kept his hand there, grabbing a fist full of her hair. He pushed her head down and pulled it back up, setting the tempo of her blowjob.

Sarah obliged him and even sped things up. Her hand wrapped around the base of his cock and quickly stroked it up towards her mouth each timeLester pushed down. He eventually let go of her and lay back to watch the show.

Dan felt like he was in a dream as he watched Sarah’s beautiful mouth being filled with Lester’s cock. Pre-cum dribbled out of Dan’s dick onto the chair. He wasn’t touching it at all now, fearing that he would cum right away.

He wanted to watch the entire show, though his stomach dropped as he heard Sarah moan around Lester’s cock. The mix of jealousy and lust inside him was making this whole experience feel like a strange hybrid of bliss and agony. He saw her pretty lips sliding back and forth along his roommate’s cock, the very same lips she had kissed him with when they had both said ‘I do.’

“Balls,” Lester groaned. “Lick them.”

Sarah opened her mouth wide, extending her tongue out. She backed up and off Lester’s cock, licking the entire underside of it. Once her lips had passed his cock head, she tilted her head to the side, tongue still out as she ran it back down his shaft until it was buried in Lester’s hair-covered testicles.

Her tongue started tracing circles around them, switching between one ball and the other. Lester was in heaven seeing this beautiful woman servicing him like this. It was especially enjoyable as she was doing it willingly in front of her husband. He grinned at the thought.

I am going to take her from you, dumbass. You won’t recognize Sarah by the time I’m done with her.

He grabbed the back of her head again and pulled her harder into his balls, putting pressure on her as he guided her to do longer licks up, down and across his sack. Sarah didn’t miss a beat and started slurping on Lester’s balls with enthusiasm. Her hands reached up and started stroking Lester’s shaft, both hands running up and down its length, moving faster and faster and she sucked and licked every inch of Lester’s scrotum.

She felt her pussy tingling at the sheer naughtiness of what she was doing. Her thighs started grinding together without conscious thought. She couldn’t believe that she was actually getting off on sucking Lester’s balls.

I’m probably still just horny from before, I never got that second one after all…

Sarah suddenly raised her head back up and put her lips around Lester’s cock again. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned in pleasure at the now familiar sensation.

She knew that at some point, Lester was going to cum, though she had decided she wouldn’t take it in her mouth or swallow it. As silly as that might seem, considering everything she had done so far, it still felt like it would be a step too far as she considered it to be a very intimate act. Sarah would sense when it was about to happen and pull her mouth off his cock, letting him cum all over himself.

Lester, meanwhile, was lost in ecstasy. Of all the women who had sucked his cock in this apartment, Sarah was by far the best at it. He wanted even more, though.

“Tell me what you think of my cock.” It sounded more like an order than anything else.

Sarah slowed down and looked up at him. Without breaking eye contact, she kept her lips wrapped around him as she slid up and down its length. After a long half a minute or so, she released it from her mouth and started to plant kisses up and down his shaft.

“Hmmmm,” she pondered, looking contemplatively at the cock in her hand. “You know, your cock is pretty amazing. It’s so big and thick. It’s just so…powerful that it’s affecting me on a whole different level.”

“Bigger than your husband’s?” Lester grunted. Sarah looked up at him and nodded.

“Tell him,” he commanded. “Tell Dan.”

Dan gulped and felt his dick twitch in anticipation as he watched Sarah look back down at Lester’s cock before glancing over at him. “God, Dan. Lester’s cock is just so much bigger than yours. Something like this really makes a girl think…it’s just too bad that it’s connected to someone like him.”

“Someone like me?” Lester challenged.

Sarah looked back at him. “Yes, someone like you. Someone who looks like you do and acts the way you do. No offense, but you’re not a catch or anything. This cock, though…I can see why Lizzie was so interested.”

Her words were meant to hurt him, to challenge him. But Lester didn’t really give a shit. She was pushing at a button that didn’t exist. “Just wait until the day that I slide this cock into you and take you the way I took Lizzie last night.”

Sarah licked Lester’s shaft again and resumed stroking him, her bare breasts jiggling slightly as she laughed at his words.

“You’re very confident, but I don’t think that’s ever going to happen,” she said defiantly as she continued to use her tongue on him. “Besides, you might have a great cock, but I don’t think you could handle a woman like me. I’d hate to be disappointed after just a couple of minutes of pleasure.”

“We’ll see,” Lester groaned as Sarah twirled her tongue around the head of his cock, pushing into his opening. “You said before that those lips were only for your husband, right?”

A line of saliva and pre-cum trailed from Sarah’s tongue to Lester’s cock as she backed off. She leaned forward and licked from the base of his cock all the way back up to the top before responding. “That is what I said before, yes.”

“And where are your lips now?” he asked.

“On your cock, Lester.”

Hearing her name escape his lips caused a jolt to run through his body. He was surprised he didn’t come right then and there. “Then do something for me. Kiss my cock the way you kissed your husband on your wedding day.”

Sarah raised an eyebrow and glanced at Dan. Aside from the lust on his face as he watched her mouth, he didn’t give any indication that he had heard Lester.

“Kiss my cock the same way you did for him at the altar. I want to see what your lips looked like back then, especially now that I get to enjoy them, too.”

Sarah leaned forward and pursed her lips, giving a very conservative, lingering peck right on top of Lester’s cock.

He grinned. “Now, kiss it in the same way you kissed Dan on the night of your honeymoon.”

Sarah looked over at her husband again, seeing him sitting there with his hard cock pointed right at her. It was encouraging to her that he seemed to have heard his roommate this time. What’s more, he nodded his head repeatedly for her to go on following Lester’s instructions.

This is really turning him on, isn’t it? I should focus on making this as hot as possible for him.

She lowered her head and began to passionately kiss the tip of Lester’s cock. She planted kisses all over it, her tongue eventually extending to french-kiss it thoroughly. Sarah could feel her thighs rubbing together again; she was on fire with lust now.

Lester had noticed it as well. He shifted his weight, briefly pulling her to one side of the couch as he slid his leg in between hers. As she continued to kiss his cock, he raised his thigh and pressed it firmly against her pussy. Her sex had found the contact it had been longing for, and Sarah unconsciously began to grind herself against his hairy, pasty white leg.

Sarah stopped kissing his cock momentarily and looked up at him in shock. Her body was already going into overdrive, riding Lester’s thigh as she pressed forcefully into him. His leg was stimulating her clit and outer labia which were peeking out the sides of her bunched up panties. She hadn’t realized just how quickly she would be able to get back to the edge of an orgasm. She was so close.

The overwhelming feeling of her pussy’s stimulation was matched by the strength and hardness of Lester’s cock in her hands. She could feel it pulsating, the power radiating from it was adding fuel to the fire of her orgasm as it continued to build. She felt like the dam was about to burst.

“Say my name, Sarah.” Lester groaned. He was now thrusting his hips up off the couch, his cock pushing towards her face. “Say it.”

“Lester,” She whispered. “Lester.”

“Again,” he demanded.

Sarah closed her eyes. “Lester.”

The thought of her in Lizzie’s position beneath Lester on his bed flooded into her brain. She tried to fight the image, but the pleasure center of her brain was overriding all rational thought. “Lester!”

She started grinding her hips into him with a frenzy. Sarah was so close to cuming, nothing would stop her now. It was right there, it was so close.

Lester suddenly grabbed the back of her hand and pulled it down towards his cock. Sarah instinctively opened her mouth and took in as much of his cock as she could. She was stroking it frantically in time with her grinding, willing its contents to cum up and out of the shaft.

Having Lester’s cock in her mouth pushed her over the edge. Her thighs clamped down on his, pushing down hard as her body started to shake from the mind-numbing orgasm washing over her. She grimaced at the force of Lester’s fingers digging into her hair, and she felt the familiar pulsating of Lester’s cock in her hands and mouth as he arched his hips up and came hard.

“Arrrggh, FUCK!” Lester growled as his cock exploded in Sarah’s mouth. He held her head down, ensuring she didn’t miss a single drop.

Lester’s cum shot like a rocket straight to the back of Sarah’s throat. She tried to pull back, but he held her firmly in place. Cum flooded into her mouth, coating every single one of her taste buds. The shock of the whole situation served as the catalyst for another orgasm to blow past her previous one, eclipsing what she thought possible in terms of sexual pleasure. Waves of bliss radiated out from her pussy, spreading out to her entire body.

Sarah curled her toes, tightened her lips around Lester’s cock and swallowed.

She knew she shouldn’t. She hadn’t planned to. She’d told herself that she didn’t want to, but it was the only logical thing she could do in her current situation. Sarah swallowed load after load of Lester’s cum without any hesitation after the first one. It seemed like it would never end.

As Sarah finally came down from her orgasm, she released his leg from between her thighs and slowly disengaged from his cock once he let go of her head. She stared at its wet length, slightly dazed as she watched his shaft twitch before one small, last bead of cum gathered on the tip of it.

As the reality of her current situation set it, she couldn’t believe that Dan’s fucked up roommate’s cum was inside of her now.

Dan!

She had been so lost in her own orgasm that she had momentarily forgotten about her husband. She looked over at him, worried he might be furious with her. Instead, Dan was leaning back, breathing quickly as his eyes seemed to be slightly glazed over. He seemed to be looking at her mouth that he had just watched guzzle down loads of his roommate’s semen.

Sarah was surprised that there wasn’t even a hint of anger in his eyes. Instead, excitement and lust were still the dominant emotions displayed on his face. His cock was pointed straight up in the air as cum was slowly drizzling out of it, running down onto his stomach and the chair.

That’s what I had wanted to do to Lester: make him cum on himself…

She blinked and forced those thoughts from her head before turning to look back at Lester who had a stupid grin on his face. He was like the fat kid at school that had somehow just beaten the jocks in a race. Any anger she might have had toward him faded quickly as she just wanted to collapse now. Her energy was thoroughly drained, but she couldn’t just fall asleep on the couch in Lester’s lap.

She stood up, wiped her mouth and headed towards the hallway.

WHAP!

A sharp pain spread across her ass with a jolt. She jumped and looked back in shock. Lester had turned in his seat and slapped her butt with his full force.

“Thank you, Sarah. That was fucking great. Can’t wait until the next time.” He grinned as she turned and walked to the bathroom with a huff, his red handprint clearly visible on her flawless ass cheek.

———-

After Sarah had finished cleaning herself up, she made her way back to Dan’s room, hoping to avoid encountering Lester again so soon. Thankfully, she made it across the hall without incident. Closing the door behind her, she found Dan waiting for her as he leaned against his dresser, cock still hard even after she had made him cum without touching him.

It was at that moment that Sarah realized she still really wanted a cock inside of her, even after the multiple orgasms she had experienced.

Dan strode over to her with that lustful look on his face that turned her on so much. He grabbed her and pulled her towards the bed, hands already running all over her body.

Almost immediately, she was on her back and Dan was on top of her, pushing himself inside her.

There was no foreplay. Both Sarah and Dan just started fucking each other, desperately racing to an orgasm together.

Dan wanted to cum inside of her. He felt a need to do so, to reclaim Sarah.

She loved the feeling of Dan’s cock inside of her, looking up at his intense, concentrated gaze. As her hands reached around his neck, she couldn’t help but remember how they had felt when she had wrapped them around Lester’s cock. She was enjoying the pleasure her husband was giving her, but she couldn’t stop her mind from drifting back to all the events that had occurred a few, short minutes ago.